The strongest shuttle system

In the current martial arts world, the only ones who can break his golden body are the Wuming of the martial arts myth, and the first evil emperor of the magic sword.

It's a pity that the evil emperor has long since retired and doesn't care about world affairs.

Wuming, a martial arts myth, was even framed by someone, and is currently being held in Juewu Shrine.

Unexpectedly, in the martial arts world, there is actually someone who can compare his immortal golden body at the level of body training. How can Jue Wushen not be surprised?

next moment.

Absolutely Wushen strikes again!

In a blink of an eye, the sky and the earth changed color, and a huge fist shadow formed by the condensed light of fists appeared above Jue Wushen's head.

"The third form of boxing and killing fist, killing!"

The so-called extermination means to drive them all out!kill!

Rumble!

There was a shocking tremor, and the huge fist figure suspended above Jue Wushen's head suddenly bombarded towards where Lin Fan was standing.

The punch has not yet arrived, but the coercion has already permeated the surrounding area.

This move of Killing Fist does not distinguish between enemy and friend, it is a group attack.

When the shadow of the fist fell, no matter it was the disciples of Wushenjue Palace or the martial arts people of the Central Plains, they could not resist the huge coercion, and were directly pressed to the ground, smashed into meat sauce by the huge fist light.

All of a sudden, there were cries and screams in the arena.

Countless people fled outwards desperately, but they couldn't move faster than the lightning-like fist light.

After a few breaths, only Jue Wushen was still standing in the field.

"Hahaha!"

Jue Wushen looked around and couldn't help laughing wildly.

"So what about City Lord Wushuang? You're going to die under my killing fist. From now on, only me Wushenjue Palace will dominate the Central Plains martial arts!"

Inside the hall.

Countless Central Plains martial artists who were seriously injured stared angrily at Jue Wushen standing in the middle.

Desire to kill the enemy, but powerless!

"Could it be that my Central Plains Wulin is really going to sink like this? I'm not reconciled, I am not reconciled!"

Shoujianzhai Bai Songhe looked up to the sky and sighed, his eyes were full of despair.

And this time.

Jue Wushen let out a cold snort, showing his strong upper body naked, with an even bigger smile on his face, not angry but majestic.

Sweeping coldly at the Central Plains martial arts practitioners in the field, Ju Wushen said indifferently: "Submit to me, or die!"

The last word "death" was uttered, and the voice was as cold as frost.

No one doubts the truth of Jue Wushen's words!

Everyone knows that at this moment, there are only two paths before them!

Either surrender!

or be killed!

Looking at the thought-provoking people beside him, Bai Songhe snorted coldly, and looked at Jue Wushen coldly.

"In my Central Plains Wulin, heroes emerge in large numbers. I am invincible in the world. There is no god. You are just a Japanese slave. How can you dare to dominate the Central Plains? The majestic Central Plains Wulin will not compromise with you, a Japanese slave! "

After saying that, Bai Songhe braced his seriously injured body and rushed forward with his sword.

"The year 2000 of the Central Plains Wulin, the festival of righteousness and death is now!"

boom!

With a loud noise, Bai Songhe flew backwards at a faster speed than before.

And his body, like a piece of rag, was bleeding profusely from Jue Wushen's punch.

After falling to the ground, his eyes were wide open, and in the end, he died unwillingly.

Seeing Bai Songhe rise up to resist, all the martial arts people around the Central Plains felt a sense of sadness in their hearts.

And the deepest anger in their hearts was also aroused by Bai Songhe's death.

"Death is inherent in a human being, whether it is lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai! Everyone, this Japanese slave wants to dominate my Central Plains martial arts, let's fight him!"

"Yes, fight! The big deal is death, none of us in the Tang Sect of Sichuan and Shu is a coward!"

Whoosh whoosh!

In the main hall, only a dozen or so Central Plains martial artists stood up one after another, flew towards Jue Wushen, and made a final, desperate resistance.

The corners of Jue Wushen's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

"If you want to die, I will help you all, the third form of the killing fist, lore!"

Rumble.

An iron fist that covered the dome of the hall was revealed again.

This move is a lore, and the aftermath alone has severely injured the warriors present.

But now, the warriors of the Central Plains have to face the strongest move of Absolute Godless.

As a result, it was already doomed.

The resistance of these warriors is nothing more than a mantis' arm as a chariot, beyond his control!

"Ahhh!"

a time.

The entire hall was filled with the terrified roars of the Central Plains warriors.

Seeing that Ju Wushen's fist light was about to fall on the only remaining Central Plains warrior.

Suddenly, an unparalleled sword energy descended from the sky!